Time.
Time can go at the slowest or fastest speeds we could imagine. From waiting for a boring class to end to partying on a Saturday night, time is present. It's weird to think how nothing is really the present except right now. It was time's trick— or in some cases, torment. Every second I spent is drifting to the past as I anticipated for the future.
History class has begun being the last Thursday before winter break. For most people that means admiring family's presence, but my parents are usually working. I am lucky enough to live in Newport Beach, California with parents who are large entertainment managers in the industry.
Because of their financial success, I'm usually left home with just my thoughts and lonesome to dance along the empty halls. Of course, friends are the cure to loneliness over the holiday, but they have family to be with. Being a bother seems like something that everyone is scared to be seen as. Instead of the dreaded thought, I just wait letting time pass by me. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Every minute passing by I waste a minute of my life, yet I still chose to do so.
"Hey? Sienna? You alright?" my bubbly friend asked me.
Kendra flipped through her caramel strands as her dark orbs looked at me. Her grin made everyone feel safe and loved inside as most of the school adored her. Being friends since we were little, it's easy to see why. Her warm-toned skin was a bonus to her stunning looks compared to my olive one.
"Sorry, deep in thought," I giggled.
"Thinking about your existence on Earth and how it might not even make a different if I never existed?" she chuckled thinking of different scenarios.
"More about how time is passing by us and we're stuck in boring History learning about presidents," I rolled by eyes, "I wish that we could pack our bags and not have a care in the world where we go."
"Well, its only tomorrow and we're done for three weeks." she smiled showing her optimistic side.
"Anyways, what are you doing over break?" I asked writing things down on my agenda.
"Since you asked, I was going to Hollywood for
a little. Then, straight to Florida to see my grandparents," she says blankly seeing how I already know; she does this every year."Lucky, I'm probably going to say at home all lonely. My sister is going to Spain with her boyfriend and my brother is in Africa helping the hungry," I sigh at the thought of passing time once again.
"At least they're doing good, right?"
"Yeah, I guess."
It's been a while since I've seen my siblings. My sister has been trying to finish her last couple of months of university at NYU, but has her free time for her boyfriend. On the other hand, my brother was serving two years in Africa to help back with charities instead of attending college.
Ah, Trista and Gabe. My perfect siblings. We had similar features all having an olive complexion and dark brown locks. I had a few freckles on my face as my siblings were crisp clear.
My class happily ended making my way to my locker. It was the last class of the day, so I quickly tried to go home and get more sleep. Suddenly, a bang of motion came towards my locker seeing Kendra holding an envelope waving it in the air.
I sighed seeing my dramatic friend thinking it had something to do with her plans over the break. I giggled seeing her stance before her words shocked me.
"Open up," she giggled in happiness.
"What is it?" I grinned lightly.
"Let's just say it's an early Christmas gift." Kendra physically jumped a little.
Excitement burned my skin peaking at the lacy white paper. My fingers brushed over the fine parchment to be met with long tickets placed upon my fingertips. Why Don't We tickets. Shock and adrenaline were the only thing that absorbed my body. I wasn't a crazy fan, but she knew my music taste too well. Their music was amazing and quite catchy — yet I learn to know more about their personal lives.
Daniel Seavey was the one that struck my attention the most. He was bless with eyes as vivid as the sea. He was truly the only one I payed attention to between each music videos or album covers I've seen— but I've never been into that crazy fan girl phase. I simply just adored their music.
"Looks like you and me are taking a trip to Hollywood," she jumped squealing.
"You're insane," a smile started to form on my lips.
"We're going to see your favorite band," she smirked giving me a wink.
"You're acting like I'm obsessed with them," I smiled still shaken from the girl.
"Well, aren't you?"
"No — they're just a good band, okay?" I spoke as my head nodded at the thought making her roll her eyes playfully.
Kendra knew of them, but she was never hooked onto their music. I have tried for ages to get her to listen to their jams — yet she would play it off having other tastes.
I gave her a wide grin looking down at the smooth parchment as I felt the tickets in my hands. She sensed my excitement having a little hop in her step as I slam the locker making our way to the student parking lot.
Ecstatic was the only word I could describe myself at that moment. The adrenaline was rushing through my body as I couldn't wait for the weekend of my life. Small giggles were exchanged between me and the energetic girl as we made it to her car.
"Get ready for the best trip of your life," she winked again.
"Stop messing with me," I nervously laughed.
"Not kidding. You never know what might come from meeting them," she squealed.
"Yeah, because he'd fall for a girl he sees for two seconds while he's on stage," I rolled my eyes sarcastically as she scoffed.
I said a quick goodbye to her jogging to my car getting ready to go onto the road. The excitement was still seen on my body as I was pumping music making my way home. This was too much. This was too exciting. A part of me knew this would be a one-time-thing, but another part of me told me otherwise.
Little did I know, that the next day would be the start of the rest of my life; it would be where it all began.
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